may I have the heart? c:
Seven because lucky number. Or the cheapest one. I love Final Fantasy TacTics Advance :3
Aww the ad says Aquaman 101 Sale. yey. Aquaman needs more love gais .
yes, you're cool .
Nutella ? No thanks. EDIT: Can I be flower girl hurrhurr <3
Frida only smiled at the white-haired man. She really couldn't find herself to take him seriously. Was the school real? Why was there a school like this? She knew the answers to these silly questions very well. The school was as real as the oxygen in the air that allowed them to breathe. It was created for people like her. People who were special. She wanted to tell this to the boy next to her, who she increasingly found more pathetic as words slipped out of his lips, but before she could he turned his attention to the way she had been acting. "What did I even do to you anyways? There's nothing wrong with not having genuine powers. I don't get what your problem is. Really." Hearing that caused Frida to roll her eyes and give her head a little shake. Did she really have to spell it out for everyone? Non-super power users were never and will never be at the same context or level as people who had super powers like herself. Having super powers was a gift. The STRANGE Academy? It's the school for the gifted. People without the super powers? Well, they aren't exactly a special little snowflake. She was so incredibly tired of people never understanding or seeing eye to eye with the simplicity of why superpower users totally deserve to be part of this school while non superpower users are wasting the precious time of their boring lives. In fact, Frida was done speaking with this non-superpower user completely. She gave him another nasty look and put her attention elsewhere by glancing through the opened door and into the hall. This day is crazy. A morning announcement not only disturbs my sleep but wakes me up completely. I find myself in a classroom minutes before the class even starts rather than a minute before the class does start. Also, The professor I hate but somehow find wanting to be present in the room already has not arrived yet. Plus, to top it all off, I am sitting beside someone i wouldn't even dare to speak to. Like, seriously? Wake me up when it's Tuesday. Frida thought to herself, not wanting to waste even a millisecond on voicing them out if it meant the only one she'd be speaking to was the boy beside her. She just didn't want any of this any longer. She wanted to return to her room, go back to sleep and save herself from all the ridiculous things the morning has been shoving into her face. However, as always, things had a different thing in mind. This included the boy next to her, who began speaking to her again. The petite, candy colour haired girl let him speak, not saying a word herself as she still did not want to waste her breath on speaking to this man. A girl from behind joined into their conversation. With a rather snotty yet maybe a little expressionless look, she turned to look at the one who spoke. The young girl who sat behind them seemed rather timid and joyful. With some harsh thoughts still in mind, she listened to what this shy girl was saying. As this girl spoke, she was also busy with her hands. One held a pencil and the other the papers that she was drawing on. Addressing to this girl would have been fine, she knew that this girl was a power user. She remembered as she watched her draw. This lady was quite the artist. Ready to put her input once again to the situation, another individual suddenly joins in. It was a boy this time who started telling them to be 'careful'. Frida found that very amusing. She showed a small smile on her face. Being careful in the academy is very subjective. There are the daring and the weak. The weak are so terrified of screwing up they become so dull and boring. The daring, like herself, go arm in arm with the thrill of being troublesome but are familiar with the limits. With experience, Frida enjoys to cause some chaos that can get her sent to Mr. Blood and maybe some scolding and other pathetic punishments. However, she's smart. She knows when it's too much. Trouble doesn't provide any thrill if you're dead, after all. But before she could find herself to laugh at this new comer's warning, he had turned to her and he scolded her. The smile of hers immediately disappears. She absolutely hated being scolded at by other students. Who were they to tell her anything? But most of all, it seems that others had noticed her particular dislike to the boy beside her and found it rather unpleasant. Most students kept it to themselves, those who voiced out usually found themselves regretting they ever mentioned it. Her orangeish pink eyes glared fiercely at the blonde haired boy. "You don't ever tell me what I can or can not do." she started, with a finger pointed threateningly towards him as she also began to stand. "You don't even know me." she adds in between gritted teeth. She could feel het body beginning to tense slightly and electrical currents traveling under her skin. She turned to the other two, or rather, the whole group they seemed to have formed. "If I were you, I'd rather be thankful that we are what we are and that a place like this school is taking care of us. What would we be in the outside world? Whatever it's like out there? Besides, who cares about the world outside? Who cares if this school really is real or not? If this is all just a dream, well, don't wait to be waken up. Live in the now. Make something out of yourself. Be strong and stay strong. Don't look back on things that isn't your business. You're just wasting your time." Frida spoke in a very stern voice that started to rise beside the increasing tingly, sparky feeling that grew inside of her. "Who even cares if we're trapped or that they're hiding things from us? The things we don't know doesn't make us who were are. If you don't know yourself and your capabilities, how on earth are you going to survive even in this school? Don't be driven by the curiosity that killed the cat, you'll be nothing short of a total weakling if not killed." ooc: sorry it's rather lengthy. That's a lot of character interaction. I tried to shorten it > <
hehehe n ___ n
Best of luck, soldier .
awwww <333 [spoiler]
N'awww~ Me too Julia, me too n ___ n <3 *huggles*
Oh my :c Well, just keep smiling. That makes everything lovely c:
Welcome, welcome, welcome once again - and rather more formally hehe - to KHV Nyan!! <3 I hope you really end up liking it here. You seem like a very rad individual~ So just make sure you've gone over the rules and treat everyone nicely. If you ever need help or someone to chat with, you know I'm here ;D And maybe others will be so willing to be here for you too!! Let's keep chatting, cause you're cool. Lovely to see you around! Hope you're having a fantastic time c:
oh, life is great <3 I'm doing very well, thank you~ How are you doing? c:
I get it. I get it. Aangst .
Oh, never a problem at all! c;
only if you someone joines me c; I'll be moshing to Pokemon guys. come on.
Psh, no you're so great <3 but really, I'm so happy for you I don't know why but I am ahhhh ; u ;
uh yeah, sure! Why not? c: Just link it to me, etc~
He's lovely, i promise .
Get to know him! Google can help. His name is Richard Grayson. He's very lovely. Oh, and since you're so wonderful I'll let you in on something...
